Sydney Leathers decided to chop up her meat curtains on camera. This is precisely why we need some kind of Logan’s Run Carrousel to smoke these fame trolls at the ten to twelve minute mark of fame. I want those crystals in the palm blinking red before Dr. Neal Handel starts taking a little off the top on videotape. Sure, you’ve got to give some credit to Sydney Leathers; Sharon Obsourne could only lie about enduring such a painful procedures. It’s hard to imagine having sex with either woman, but it’s comforting to know that if I happen to hook up with Sydney, I won’t spend hours poking around her folds like an old dude on the beach with a metal detector circling a lost watch. Fire up the chainsaw, daddy’s trimming back the pine.

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Milto 12/23/2013 17:52

I once saw a “Dirty Jobs” type video of workers who had the job of cleaning up chicken poop at a processing plant. They wore body suits, and ran a Bobcat mini-scooper under a huge wire cage bottom that let thousands of chickens above crap with impunity. I’m pretty sure the guy digging in that soulless user’s diseased girl parts is wishing he were doing a better job. Like cleaning up steaming mounds of bird droppings. Or performing as Kim Jong-Un’s personal ass-wiper. Or just about any other job on the face of the planet.

TheAlchemist 12/23/2013 18:49

I wonder what category of occupational hazard this falls under?

Beylerbey 12/23/2013 21:33

Biological/chemical.

Hugh G. Rection 12/24/2013 16:09

lets not discount the emotional hazard as well. That has to be trauma inducing.